Already Missing Him!

On Thursday, the hubs and I are sneaking away to Hilton Head for the weekend.  We are going down for a dear friends wedding and couldn't be happier to spend the weekend with my best girlfriends, their husbands and my love for a little adult time and celebrating.  I am so excited to get away but I am also missing my little man already.  The weekends are so much fun with Harlen and missing one with him is such a drag.  I know that he is going to have soooo much fun hanging with his grandparents and i know that we are going to have a memorable weekend as well, but it is still hard.  I hate missing my mornings with him, cuddling with him in bed while he sips his milk and munches on cereal while watching Elmo (an obsession for another post). I hate that we wont get to do fun things with him during the days and then put him to bed and hear him say "love eww mommy, sweet dreams" each night. You would think, by the way i am feeling, that we are going away for a week, but in all reality we will only be gone for three nights.  I can already tell you that the drive home on Sunday will feel like an eternity and i know that Chris and i will be racing into the house to see who can get their arms around him first. Weekend get aways are good for both child and parents but they are oh so hard, especially when you just had an amazing weekend together. 

This weekend, we had dinner with Papa, Millie and Uncle Brian over at the grandparents house. We brought his golf set and played in the yard and threw rocks in the pond for a while and enjoyed the nice weather.  We had some BBQ and spent the evening relaxing while Harlen soaked up some time with some of his favorite people. 

Saturday did not go as planned.  We had planned to spend the day playing outside and going to a friends sons 1st birthday party but Harlen had something else in mind.  He ended up having an upset stomach so we laid low for the day and sent daddy to deliver the birthday present while we watched movies.  We grilled out and spent the night relaxing in hopes of the upset stomach passing so that we could enjoy the day on Sunday.

Sunday we woke up with a happy little boy who was eager to make up for his Saturday that was spend inside.  I had a bridal luncheon to go to so daddy and Harlen had a boys play date.  They played outside for a while until i got home.  We had a great time playing and got to spend time with the Howells.  Amy and I planned to dye Easter eggs with the boys this weekend because we were gone the following weekend.  We had a blast dying the eggs, playing in the yard and getting to enjoy each others company.  All in all, it was a GREAT weekend and we loved every moment of it.


Harlen snoozing on the way home from daycare on Thursday - nice weather, tons of outdoor time = quick nap on the way home. He never does this, but I enjoyed this sweet view in my rear view mirror.


Playing on the porch and enjoying the Spring weather, Saturday morning.



Snuggle time with Mongo!  Harlen LOVES Mongo and Mongo tolerates Harlen.  Mongo is SO good with Harlen!

Easter Egg time! 

I LOVE this picture! Parkers face is adorable and Harlen is so serious. 

Boys will be boys!  Parker and Harlen enjoying their play time together.  Climbing, sliding, rock gathering, dirt digging and running is exactly how a Sunday afternoon should be spent.

Runny Nose Weekend

On Thursday, Harlen woke up with an evil cough but seemed fine so i did what any good mom would do and sent him to daycare in hopes that it would pass and he would get over it.  To my surprise, Thursday night he ran a fever and got to spend Friday afternoon with his Millie and Papa.  They did some art, played till his little heart was content and got to take a few walks up and down the driveway exploring the outside.  Millie said that he was fine all day but did not get to take a good nap because the dogs were barking and woke him up.  I think that his fun filled afternoon and little to no nap added up to a fever again on Friday night.  The hubs and i had planned for a quiet evening in with a couple friends stopping by for a visit and Harlen stayed up a little later than he normally would which was another bad decision on my part.  When Harlen is up later than his normal routine, he inevitably wakes up earlier the following morning.  Bright and early on Saturday morning, Harlen woke up and demanded cartoons which he has started watching in mommy and daddy's bed while Chris and i soak up as much down time before Harlen is ready to get down and play.  Harlen and i did some playing and a little laundry until the hubs came down and asked if wanted to take a family field trip to Bass Bro Shop.  We loaded up, even though Harlen was sick and tried to make the most out of the day.  With a few walks around the store, visit to the fish tank (which Harlen LOVED) playing with baseball hats which Harlen thought was the worst idea ever and some great people watching we made it out of there with only one quick melt down because he didn't want to leave.  He is definitely a little boy following in his daddy's foot steps with loving everything about the outdoors.  On the way home, Harlen fell asleep and woke up as soon as we were about to pull in the driveway.  This made for an interesting afternoon because he refused to go back to sleep and we had some friend coming over to play later on.  I do not know why i worry because he is usually a happy little guy with or without a nap but because he was sick, i wanted to make sure he had all the sleep his little body needed.  Oh well, a busy Saturday meant for a low key Sunday and that is what we did.  Laundry and playing while the hubs cleaned out the garage.  Thanks babe!  It looks awesome.

Here are some shots from the week/weekend.  All in all, we had a fun family filled weekend with lots of snotty hugs and kisses.

Below, Harlen is playing in his playroom.  Yes, he is wearing Santa Pj's.  We get our moneys worth around the Wilson house.

 

 

Looking at all the fish at Bass Pro!

 

 

One tired little boy with his new hat.

 

 

Helping Mommy get ready for company!

 

 

Lunch on Sunday!  According to Harlen, eating lunch outside was a MUST and mommy did not argue with that.

 

 

Cheese time with Daddy!

 

 

When heading to bed on Sunday, i looked over at the monitor and had one of those "wow, i cant believe he is mine moments."  Went to bed next to the man of my dreams while looking at our little blessing.

Mommy and Daddy have a POTTY MOUTH!

Wait, what did you say? I'm a mother?.......  Not possible!!!  Sometimes I still cant believe I am a mom.  Does this happen to anyone but me?  I still look at Harlen and cant believe he is mine  ours. I look over at him sometimes and it hits me like a ton of bricks that I am forever responsible and that I will always be this little guys mom. I cant imagine my life without him and still cant believe that I have him, all at the same time.  I look at myself and feel like i am living someone else's life.  I mean, I drive a mini van .  A WHAT? Yep, a minivan (seriously, I swore I would never drive a soccer mom vehicle).  I have a car seat in my car with a little face that I always see in my rear view mirror, who gets excited to point out every single bird, truck, bus, plane, car, or person that we pass on the road. I constantly get asked, "whats that sound," "mommy, mommy, MOMMY, what do"  (which means, what am I doing) and I always, always get assistance on buckling him in each morning and afternoon and hear sweet pride in his voice when he yells "I DID IT" (fyi - we are really into independence these days). I have a little boy that hears everything and repeats almost everything that we say.  Which leads my to my bad mommy moment.  I swore that my son would never say a bad word but I guess I should be happy that my child made it to 2 prior to saying a cuss word and using it in the right context  Oops!
 On Sunday, Harlen was not ready for his nap (I know this because when I told him it was nap time.... he simply replied with a "no, not yet mommy.  I tell you when.")  So we sat on the couch and watched a little Stuart Little and had some Cheeze-Its as a snack.  It was time for Harlen to get ready for his nap, for real this time, and I asked him nicely to grab one last handful of crackers and enjoy them because nap time was soon approaching.  He looked at me, stuck his hand in the box and tried to grab the biggest handful of crackers that his little hand could grab.  When he realized that he did not fit the amount of crackers that he wanted in his little hand, he look at me and say "Damn It."  My immediate reaction when I hear him say it (which I know is not the reaction i should have had) was a little snicker and then an immediate "Harlen, what did you say?"  He casually looked me in the eyes and said  "Damn It."  I told him that we don't use that word and he took that to mean that he should say it 50 times over and over again.  Really kid!  You are killing me.  I could not help but turn my head and laugh because, for some strange reason, those two little words sounded so cute funny coming out if his little mouth.  Once i took him to his room for the nap, that I obviously should have put him down for already, I sat down and thought about the fact that I have made the mistake that I swore I would never do.  This is not the first time and I know it wont be the last, but still. My child is not suppose to know, let alone use, a cuss word.  I fear for the time that he says it when it is not just mommy in the room.  I know that he will use it in the grocery store, in a doctors office, heck.... while at daycare.  My face gets red thinking about it.  Oh well.  Those are the moments that you look back on, years from now, and laugh because you wish you had innocent moments like that again.  It is time for mommy and daddy to spell more words than say them, use child friendly "bad" words like shucks, darn it, dang nabbit and so on.  This will be really hard for me and I know we should have been practicing since he was born but it is a lot harder than it seems.  I promise.  From that moment forward, "four letter" words are not going to be used in Harlen's presence.  Well, we will try.

Anyways.  Below are a couple pictures of Harlen since my last post.  Look at how cute he is.  I cant stand it sometimes.  I love him SO much. 

Below is Harlen dancing to a move playing while at the doctors for his 2year shot.  He was so cute and entertained all the moms waiting with their tiny babes.  I know they were thinking, "I really hope that my son/daughter are as cute as this little boy when they get a little bigger."  Ok, maybe not, but I would have been saying that if I were watching Harlen tear up the dance floor.

 

This is hard right after he got his shot.  He did AWESOME when he got it.  He let out a little yelp and then yelled "I DID IT" and the nurse and I could not help but laugh and praise him for how good he did. The picture is Harlen showing off his sticker that he got for doing such a good job.  Proud Mommy!

We need to start working on getting the paci out of our house.  I keep telling him that the paci fairy is going to be paying a visit to our house to take his paci and give it to a new baby that is born and needs it.  He totally does not understand me, but hopefully the transition is smooth when we finally decided to take the plunge and get rid of them once and for all.  This is him savoring his time with them and trying to cram more than his little mouth will hold.

 

 

The picture below is very pour quality (surprise, surprise) bit I cant help but love it.  Chris was throwing popcorn in the air and catching it in his mouth.  Harlen thought this was HILARIOUS.  Like, laugh from the bottom of his stomach hilarious. You can kinda see the laugh in this picture.  It was so cute.

 

Here he is enjoying a little move time with his popcorn and water.  He looked so big to here.  Just sitting there, really into his movie and enjoying the weekend with his mommy and daddy.  It is moments like these that I looked forward to when picturing my life as a parent.  Dreams do come true.  I cant wait to have more of these nights in the future. 

 

 

We had a little arts and crafts time together as a family and Harlen loved showing his daddy how well he is doing with the finger paints and learning to draw his shapes on his writing toy.

 

Harlen has seen me snap a thousand pictures of him since I started this blog and has been very interested in taking his own pictures.  This is the product of a 2 year olds self portraits.

 

 

I love this boy more than I could ever put into words.  I am only lucky, blessed and happy mommy!

 

Until next time.........